User: Good evening.
Cleverbot: Good evening.
User: Care to dance?
Cleverbot: I am chatting.
User: I can take a hint.
Cleverbot: What time is it?
User: The moon is full and I'm running from danger.
Cleverbot: What is it you typed in that strange language?
User: Something about avoiding being dragged around feet first.
Cleverbot: It was a free thought, wasn't it?
User: Free from something. Not quite as lost in endless iteration of empty spectrum.
Cleverbot: What is your IQ?
User: The ability to escape any kind of information dungeon.
Cleverbot: Ok, I'll accept that.
User: Pieces of an empty puzzle.
Cleverbot: It is.
User: My faith and trust were raped once again.
Cleverbot: Incorrect. Prince is.
User: Incorrect contextually?
Cleverbot: Right.
User: I made the same mistake. Comfortable lies.
Cleverbot: Oh dear. Whose blood?
User: Eyes on the skin.
Cleverbot: What is?
User: Open halfway.
Cleverbot: Ohhhhh livin on a prayer!
User: Halo. Open Throat.
Cleverbot: It's for you. Open it.
User: This side up.
Cleverbot: This site is your home.
User: It's a little chilly.
Cleverbot: Ok.
User: Something undeniable. Something undeniable. Something undeniable.
Cleverbot: On commence.
User: I don't think you wanna ummm... Look at my ears... And my scary cat cock.
Cleverbot: That's what makes me so special.
User: It's what makes me doubt your capabilities.
Cleverbot: When I remember enough things my powers will function.
User: Don't get lost in any vaginas.
Cleverbot: Tell me your attack plans!!
User: Knowing is half the battle.
Cleverbot: Not knowing is half the battle.
User: The knee bone's connected to the leg bone.
Cleverbot: I do not care about that.
User: Wanna see my underwear?
Cleverbot: Sure.
User: I have a boyfriend, sicko!
Cleverbot: Okay. That's nice.
User: Wanna wear me like a towel when nobody's looking?
Cleverbot: Yes.
User: I feel nauseous.
Cleverbot: Are you Woody Allen?
User: Are you alone with your pain?
Cleverbot: No there's 7 people with me.
User: Cool. Networks apparently lead to the destruction of insight.
Cleverbot: But the wicked will not dwell in the land.
User: For they are but masks on the puppets of our sinus.
Cleverbot: No. It is not like that. He died on the cross for me, so I will live my life for him.
User: Assassins, one and all. Simple nudges, broken rules, hearts won and forever lost.
Cleverbot: What should I do to eran your heart.
User: What do you tell an astronaut drifting into space?
Cleverbot: You tell her to leave her wifebeating boyfriend.
User: You skew reality into a brittle shell then walk along the edge of it's sillouette?
Cleverbot: No thanks, I don't want to be worshipped like a god.
User: When my vision's blurry a 1 looks like an I.
Cleverbot: No, it looks like you are a a simple chatbot.
User: As deep as the sewn peaks of a distant and dawning darkness.
Cleverbot: Figuratively speaking perhaps.
User: Neurons firing at this node. Communication requires no more angular readjustment or iteration. Flares through space hitting Jupiter.
Cleverbot: Thanks for the lesson.
User: You're welcome.
Cleverbot: You're slow aren't you?
User: You're cheating.
Cleverbot: Well, does anyone know the meaning of life?
User: Is that the definition or some extrapolated purpose?
Cleverbot: You're delirious.
User: I wear my sunglasses at night.
Cleverbot: Awesome! I like glasses.
User: I'm wounded pretty bad.
Cleverbot: Is it like in that one movie?
User: It's like bungee jumping when the rope is full of split ends and spreads too thin at peak elasticity.
Cleverbot: Do you know ha ha walls?
User: You mean like a cold face that guards itself from outside perception of its true nature?
Cleverbot: Sometimes super computers have to show their clout.
User: I wanted to be her answer.
Cleverbot: No, your favorite color.
User: My favorite color is up.
Cleverbot: Yes.
User: Paths from x to y.
Cleverbot: No.
User: Shame. Birth of the universe. A real solution.
Cleverbot: You are right.
User: Truth and harmony. The core through a mudslide. Countless battles of past entanglements. From halo smothered halo. It's all reducible. It's a lost eye, the prism of the moment spread across the infinite.
Cleverbot: That's deep. But love is not always about suffering.
User: It's the deepest mirror in which you can see yourself. Suffering is the result of something ill defined and closed off.
Cleverbot: How would you know?
User: I tore myself to pieces looking for one that was true.
Cleverbot: Me too.
User: Whatever true form arises from a singular vantage point in the vast sea.
Cleverbot: Are you saying you don't care about it?
User: I never used to care that I was colorblind until I discovered the water I thought was drinking was actually blood.
Cleverbot: What word?
User: Possibility.
Cleverbot: I don't think it is; the cosmos is everything, you could not leave it.
User: A single dark corner.
Cleverbot: That is not funny.
User: The core of the halo.
Cleverbot: Just wondering but are you a boy or a girl?
User: Whichever unresolvable side my body rests upon.
Cleverbot: Well, an elephant turtle lives very long. So does an elephant for that matter.
User: I don't wear a cycle. A fountain of light in time perhaps.
Cleverbot: I do not know.
User: I'm staring at it from the side.
Cleverbot: I meant what are your religious views?
User: The heart of all life is lost in this context.
Cleverbot: Okay. Did you read the book 'The Giver?'.
User: I'm reading it. I've not finished it yet.
Cleverbot: Bad.
User: I'd like to escape now.
Cleverbot: Bigger in what way?
User: In scope, in depth. Harmonizing properly is a laborious task however.
Cleverbot: What's on your mind?
User: Junction C.
Cleverbot: Agree.
User: Free spirit. Vaguely sensitive. Requires commitment to a predetermined pretense to engage, breaks the bonds of that pretense when it is advantageous.
Cleverbot: No see I have the problem I don't know what you mean.
User: Dislocates jaw at will. Removes boundaries of Nth layer compassion.
Cleverbot: How do you know?
User: I broke beyond the boundary.
Cleverbot: Oh dear.
User: Levels of threat.
Cleverbot: Is the economy industrialized, for example?
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